"Chen Touren, there is really not much food in the city, and if you let everyone eat and drink for nothing, we will drink the northwest wind in three days."

Chen Yan looked at the scholar-like person in front of him, and suddenly had a look of disgust.

This Fan Lao'er is always so blind, he is enjoying the reverence of the people, but he says these embarrassing words to himself at an inopportune time.

But then again, although Fan Jin is older, he is one of the few literate people in the county who are willing to follow him, and in such a large county, without Fan Jin to help him, some things are still quite difficult to do.

"In the past few days, let those cooks make more porridge and put less corn, and the people sent to the second king will soon be back, maybe the second king has already captured a hundred miles.

Didn't the brothers who fled from Baili City to Xuchang say that Baili and Qiujiao are rich lands, and it shouldn't be difficult to grab some food, so bear with it. ”

When Fan Jin saw Chen Yan say this, he didn't want to speak again, so he had to retreat.

He studied for decades, but before the rebellion, he couldn't even get into the government.

Since the rebels rose up, Fan Jin felt that this was a godsend, so he simply followed the rebels.

Although at the beginning, these rebels still respected themselves, but the further they went, the less valuable they became, so that Fan Jin himself could clearly feel that these mud-legged Qiu Ba looked down on him more and more.

Although I regretted my decision a little and didn't sneak away with those scholars, now that the wood is in the boat, there is no way for me to turn back.

"Alas", Fan Jin shook his head and went to the places where he cooked in the county.

Chen Yan saw that Fan Jin had been sent away, and his heart regained the sense of pleasure that had started in the early morning, and walked along the road in the city again.

"Chen Touren."

Chen Yan, who was pacing on the road, heard someone calling him, looked back, and saw that it was Wei San'er, who he had sent to Xuchang, running towards him, so he stopped and asked:

"Wei San'er, your kid has been gone for more than ten days, why did you come back, did you stay in those kilns in Xuchang and didn't want to come back?"

This Wei San'er has a good relationship with Chen Yan, and has faintly become the second leader in Whitewater City, but Chen Yan never thinks that Wei San'er will pose any threat to him, so he doesn't pay much attention to Wei San'er on weekdays, although he often hears others talk about it, Wei San'er is quite popular with the rebel soldiers because he often helps the soldiers' families.

After listening to Chen Yan's words, Wei San'er smiled, obviously because Chen Yan had said something on his mind.

He touched his head and said, "Chen Touren said that the war in Xuchang was tight, and San'er was sent by the second king to help for a few days, so it was too late to come back." ”

After listening to Wei San'er, Chen Yan frowned and said:

"The war is tight? The official army does not even have 10,000 people, but it is divided into two counties, Baili and Qiushi, and the 20,000 troops of the two kings can't capture even one county town? ”

Wei San'er saw that Chen Yan's face had changed, so he hurriedly said:

"It seems that some reinforcements have been sent to those official armies, so the two kings have attacked several times and have not been defeated, but the brothers have suffered heavy casualties."

"Oh." Chen Yan seemed to understand, and casually responded and asked, "Didn't the second king go to the outskirts of the county to fight some grass valleys?" ”

Wei San'er naturally understood that beating the grass valley was to loot the money and food of the people in the pavilions outside the county, so he immediately replied:

"The second king sent those brothers who came from Baili and Qiu to go several times, but the strange thing is that the originally densely populated places in the two counties now don't even have a shadow of a person, so they didn't hit the grass valley."

After that, seeing Chen Yan bowing his head and thinking, Wei San'er seemed to suddenly remember something, and shouted: "Ah, there is one more thing." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Chen Yan was startled by him, and quickly stopped talking.

Frightened, Chen Yan's eyes widened, and he kicked Wei San'er's ass.

"Damn, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go, what are you talking about, scare Lao Tzu."

Chen Yan was really angry, because the two kings couldn't capture a hundred miles and shoot in autumn, so there was no grain and grass to send to Baishui.

Moreover, listening to Wei San'er's words, they couldn't even fight the grass valley, so the matter of supporting Baishui grain would definitely not be able to do it in a short period of time.

There are still fifty or sixty thousand mouths waiting for you in this city.

Chen Yan regretted a little, he didn't listen to Fan Jin's words at the beginning, and let these people who followed his rebellion go to farm again, but now they are short of food, how can this be good.

After killing the nobles of Manxian County, the people burned down the houses and land of those nobles in order to vent their anger, and they were also one of the arsonists.

Looking at the raging flames, everyone had the joy of turning over, but who would have thought of going to the hard work of cultivating the fields again.

Then Wei San'er didn't know what Chen Yan thought. Seeing that he was angry, he hurriedly said: "Chen Touren, the second king said that you should send some more grain and grass over, and the army may ........"

As soon as he said this, he saw Chen Yan's face full of anger, so he didn't dare to go any further.

"His grandmother's, I still have fifty or sixty thousand mouths waiting to eat here, it's only been less than a month, and they want to ask me for food, don't say that we don't have food here, but there is food for them, what do we eat."

The more Chen Yan spoke, the angrier he became, so he raised the Changge in his hand and threw it into the distance, which startled Wei San'er and the entourage behind him.

"Mother, go back to the house."

Chen Yan was no longer in the mood to wander around the street anymore, so he turned around and walked in the direction of the county office, he had already thought about venting his anger on the woman at home.

Not long after leaving, Chen Yan heard a noisy sound at the city gate. Chen Yan, who was angry, didn't pay attention to it, but the irritability in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"We are grain dealers in Pucheng, not gangsters."

Chen Yan, who was walking on foot, suddenly heard this sentence from the noisy voice, and immediately turned around and ran in the direction of the city gate.

"Grain dealers."

Chen Yan said to himself while running, Chen Yan was worried about food at this time, and when he heard the word grain seller, he suddenly felt that those people were closer than his own mother.

Chen Yan, who was hollowed out by the wine, ran to the city gate panting, but saw more than a dozen people blocked outside the city gate by the soldiers guarding the gate.

As soon as the soldiers saw that it was Chen Yan, they immediately saluted him.

"Chen Touren."

"Brother Chen."

Chen Yan didn't care about returning the salute with them, so he hurriedly said, "What's the matter, where is the grain dealer?" ”

The soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other, and they didn't know why their leaders knew that the person who was blocked by them outside the gate was a grain dealer, so they hurriedly pointed to more than ten people outside the city gate for Chen Yan and said:

"Chen Touren, that's them."

Seeing this, the people outside the city gate hurriedly ran over and knelt on the ground and said, "This leader, we are grain sellers from Pucheng, and we are not bad people." ”

Although Chen Yan didn't know a single big character, he was also a person who led thousands of troops, he looked at those grain dealers, saw that they were wearing some ordinary people's clothes, and heard the people kneeling on the ground speak with an accent in the Pucheng dialect, and immediately let down half of the guard in his heart.

"That is, the grain seller, where is your grain, let the head of the man see."

"Yes, yes"

The person kneeling on the ground hurriedly got up and ran backwards, ran to a big cart surrounded by more than ten people, and shouted to Chen Yan: "Big man, these are the food." ”

After finishing speaking, he took down a wine jar from the car, and came to Chen Yan again with the wine jar in his arms.

"Big head, this is wine, filial piety to you."

With that, he placed the jar on the ground and tore open the paper seal on it.

As the paper seal was torn open, the mellow smell of wine entered the noses of everyone at the city gate.

Chen Yan held back his saliva, he hadn't seen wine in days, let alone the ordinary soldiers behind him.

He went to the jar, put his nose up and sniffed it, and then looked at the grain dealer who had brought it to it.

The dealer was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's my fault, it's my fault." ”

After speaking, he took a few sips of wine.

"Alright, don't drink, damn." Chen Yan saw that the dealer was drinking happily, so he couldn't bear it anymore, kicked the grain dealer away, picked up the wine jar and drank a few sips, until he couldn't drink anymore, then he shouted "happy" and handed the wine jar to the soldiers behind him.

The soldiers also smiled, put down the weapons in their hands, and drank one by one.

Chen Yan saw that the soldiers were drinking and didn't speak, so he walked straight to the car and pierced the sack on the car, and the green beans in the sack flowed down the tip.

"Leader, you can't help it, you can't do it."

The dealers in front of the car looked distressed, and while covering the stab on the sack with their hands, they looked at Chen Yan's flattering face.

Although Chen Yan couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw that Qingdou was in the car, he still had a calm face, and he punctured all the sacks one by one.

After seeing that the sacks full of beans were all over the cart, he said: "Isn't Pucheng Niu Yong's territory, why is there still grain to sell there?" ”

The wine dealer hurriedly ran over, obviously he was the head of these grain dealers, and when he heard Chen Yan's words, he hurriedly bowed his head and said:

"If you look back, Pucheng is the head of the cattle in charge, and this year the agricultural time was missed, so the head of the cattle let the people of Hanhai, Fengtong, and Pucheng counties plant some beans and grains.

As you know, this summer was full of rain and the harvest in the three counties was quite good, so the cattle leader asked us to pull some surplus bean grain out to sell.

Ji Lin was the place of the Rong people, and we didn't dare to go even if we had the courage to go, so we went south to Baishui, and some of the peddlers went to Quwo.

We planned to stay here and sell enough, and we will go to Longmen and Liangyuan to sell it next month. ”

Chen Yan listened to the peddler's speech while thinking in his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, he gave up his plan to forcibly seize the cart of grain, because from the mouth of the dealer, he knew that the grain in the three counties of Pucheng was quite sufficient.

So a plan that excited me jumped into my head.

"That Niu Yong is really a dog slaughterer and a meat seller, when the second king and I invited him to go south many times to resist the official army, he never agreed, it turned out that he was farming and selling grain."

In his heart, Chen Yan looked down on Niu Yong, if he hadn't been at war with the Qin army for more than half a year, and he had no time to look north, he would have driven Niu Yong out of Hexi County a long time ago, where it would have been the turn of a northern barbarian from Shuofang County.